Pitfalls Poem by Melanie Walendowsky Baker

the pitfalls of sanity
are all that i find.

there's no time for goodbye
i just leave it all behind.

i know i leave traces,
breadcrumbs of sorts,

but no one i know
has time for my sports.

i indulge myself so,
much as Alice did,

but i share her confusion,
just like a kid.

i'm hoping to track back
the path that i've tread,

but i always seem to find
myself only ready for bed.

(Itajaí,21 April,2009)